South America 2016: Menus del Dia, el Subjuntivo, & Dodgy Massages.

My third and final month on the continent ended up being by far the most enjoyable. Having finally come to terms with my decision to quit Colombia and head home, I felt as if a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. It was also the month I made it back into the heart of the Andes: from San Pedro de Atacama through to Bolivia then onto Peru, this was part the South America I had in mind all along…

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South America 2016: Micheladas, Tiiiiiiiisherpo, & Dobble.

Oh wasn’t I just a terrible post giver over the past three months? I am now back in the UK with far too much spare time on my hands (unemployment woopdedoo), so here’s a very very delayed update on what I got up to in the second month of my South American adventure – teaching English in northern Chile!

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Life as an Au Pair ~ When to Leave and How to Do so.

A month and a half after I began my life as an Au Pair, I left my host family. By the new year two of my closest amigas did the same, and the Facebook Groups were rife with others following our footsteps. Here I write about my experience leaving and my advice for those of you wanting to do the same. Continue reading “Life as an Au Pair ~ When to Leave and How to Do so.”

Reflection: Qusqu, Qosqo, Cusco! ~ A life changing experience?

The short answer? Yes. I know it’s cliché, but how could it not? When you spend a month alone in a developing country, you learn a lot about yourself and your abilities. Apparently when I returned from Peru I was noticeably calmer and happier. Not that I was seriously anxious or sad before, but I hadn’t been feeling myself for quite sometime for a number of reasons. I just needed to do something for me, and in doing so I realised that, as much as I like to tell myself I am independent and I thrive on my own, the times when I was really alone were ironically the moments where I felt most unhappy. Not that I would say I’m evidently not independent, just that my understanding of what that means to me has developed. I like to organise things for myself,  fund my own adventures, and go places want go, but that doesn’t necessarily mean spending time totally by myself. I also like meeting new people and talk for hours about both nonsense and academic babble. Essentially I just like to be in control of myself, whether that means deciding where I’m going in the morning or whether I want to spend time with someone or not.

#loner
#loner

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